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Aristotle can go fuck himself

"Pleasure in the job
puts perfection
in work"


he speaks
but i hear nothing
beyond the slight
ringing
in my ears

i can't see
but my hands
understand the
routine

i respond
to the dissonance
on cue

Can i get you anything else?

muscle memory takes over
the laugh
the walk
the exchange

typing in his 5 star points
i look up
and see him
for the first time
today

his beard is unkempt
and his eyes
are kind
crinkled at the edges
a smile
curled
on his lips
as he turns to wave

i spot my father
on his nametag
in my periphery
and for a brief moment
once a week
i wish
he was

Thanks! Try to get some rest this weekend

i chuckle
to fill the air

i don't need rest
i need to scream
i need a rock

i'm tired





i'm not a good person


Written by kourtnissixxx
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